Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Su Ming bowed deeply to Zeng Zi on the divine genealogy.

Everyone knows that among the four Confucian sages except Confucius, Zeng Shen considered filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty and trustworthiness as the most important, and he was canonized in this way.

Although a titled saint cannot compare to a realm saint, when it comes to fighting, he can actually open up a realm on his own.

Let's call it a semi-saint.

Semi-saints, pseudo-saints and the like are stronger than ordinary quasi-saints.

"Su established his destiny based on divine genealogy, and he will definitely not disgrace the name of the sage."

He said that he wanted to feel the vast and boundless Confucianism of Zeng Zi.

Maybe, this might be an invincible thug.

Zengzi smiled slightly, expecting something to be answered, but instead he asked:

"Little friend Su, have you ever heard of the story of killing a pig?"

Zengzi killed a pig? Of course I have.

Isn't this big guy going to give me a lesson as soon as he comes up?

But in the next second, Su Ming understood: words must be spoken, and must be done!

"If you haven't heard it, little friend, Zeng will talk to you later."

Then he turned to Confucius: "Teacher, the student's divine energy has not yet been stabilized, and I am afraid that I will not be able to serve you for the time being."

"Go and raise him more. If necessary, you can promote the prestige of the Confucian sect."

Confucius meant that Confucianism would not take action under normal circumstances.

The birth of Yan Hui this time indicates that Confucianism is likely to abandon or merge a path.

It is difficult to gain a foothold in troubled times by relying on the word "benevolence" alone.

In his opinion, on the basis of benevolence, it is okay...

A little bit of punching.

Zengzi waved goodbye and officially moved into Su Ming's divine genealogy.

Alas, Confucianism.

If you don't chirp, that's it. If you chirp, it's really a great kindness.

Theogony, the Six Classics, the Imperial Ruler, Zengzi, there are too many.

While thinking deeply, Su Ming knew that he owed the Confucian sect this time.

It will be paid back later.

The master was very satisfied with this.

The Confucian sect did not participate in the myth arena, and Taoism took all the limelight.

Now that they are preparing to be born, they naturally have to express themselves.

But Su Ming had one thing in mind and was right to come out and hang out.

You always have to pay it back!

whee.

Confucius had nothing to do here and was ready to take a look at Su Ming's cultivation, but he thought about it for a moment.

Forget it.

Su Ming has the Three Purities Dao Machine in his body. If he peeks into it, he will definitely alarm those giants of the Taoist family.

Of course, he and I can be considered "old friends" for many years.

"Boom!"

The sky was suddenly swaying, and the light in the sky was uncertain.

Finally, the smog cleared.

The ancestors were nowhere to be seen at the top of Qunyu Mountain, only Yan Hui was seen shouting loudly.

"Brothers, run quickly. I can't hold you back for my brother's sake."

As he said that, he fled from the mountain in a hurry, without the dignity of Fu Sheng, and at the same time, he also revealed a little.

This Confucian world has been suppressed by Confucius’ sacred law and its dimensionality has been reduced by several levels.

Except for Confucius and a few others, no other disciples could fly.

No wonder, all the disciples wanted to go out, it turned out they were holding it back.

Su Ming was eager to try, but it was a bit difficult to take off.

Zilu raised his head and looked horrified: "The ancestor dragon appears in this world, I'm afraid our world will collapse."

When he went in before, he only saw the illusory dragon body.

Now that even Yan Hui can't suppress it, it's probably...

Really awakened.

Of course all the disciples will not be thrown into chaos because of this matter.

After all, if the sky falls, my husband will hold him up.

"Zi Yuan, you have gone too far. Even I dare not offend the sacred power of the ancestral dragon." The master sighed.

Yan Hui has returned to him and has returned to his elegant appearance.

"Teacher is right in reprimanding me. I beg you to clean up the mess for your disciple."

Even Su Ming couldn't understand what you said to me.

Our charming ancestor can't even stand up to the restoration of the saint?

Is your ancestor so awesome?

Only then did I see that above the clouds, the ancestors had lost their true bodies, bathing in the colorful clouds of the nine heavens, breeding auspiciousness in the world.

Maybe this is Ying Zheng's true form, a huge dragon.

"No one can approach that space. An independent space that existed countless epochs ago is now manifesting itself."

Ziyou also came out of the hut and offered a word to calm the chaos.

However, he received a spurt of dragon energy and felt pain in his arms.

"You, don't be rude." Yan Hui cut off the cause and effect with one finger.

Just now, he was fighting with Ying Zheng, and by virtue of his level difference, he kept suppressing the opponent. Until later, when his true nature gradually became apparent, he couldn't suppress him anymore and almost ran away.

Everyone was waiting for Master's intention, but Master made no move.

Not right.

A terrifying force is resurrecting, and it is undoubtedly the Ancestral Dragon.

But the consciousness of the ancestors seemed to be fighting for something.

"I beg you, Master Bangbang, ancestor Bangbang." Su Ming looked solemn.

The two souls seemed to be fighting for control, which was the worst case scenario.

Didn’t we say that the ancestor is the ancestor dragon?

If Zulong had a separate consciousness, that would be bad.

Ying Zheng's human body overlapped and separated from the dragon's body.

Although the power didn't hurt him, it kept fighting for control.

When his consciousness is completely suppressed, he will no longer be him.

But it is the primal spirit of the beginning and the source of all things—the ancestral dragon!

"Bastard! No matter who you are, my fate can only be determined by me."

"Get out of here!"

The terrifying emperor's aura collided with the dragon's aura from Taichu.

It is said that Ying Zheng is the incarnation of the ancestral dragon, but he completely abandoned the power of the ancestral dragon and cultivated his own imperial way.

In an instant, countless golden lights turned into spikes and penetrated Ying Zheng's body.

At the same time, an endless magnificence washed away the haze in the sky.

That is the voice of Zulong...

"You have forgotten me for so long that you can't even tell me apart."

The crazy blessings of the golden wheels completely bound Ying Zheng's consciousness.

"That's okay, I'm awake, then you can just disappear."

Gold patterns covered his body, and the shadow of the emperor finally dissipated.

All that's left is the divine dragon that occupies the top of the sky.

"The breath of our ancestors..."

"No more?"

"asshole!"

Su Ming thought that Ancestral Dragon's awakening was a great blessing.

But you swallowed up your ancestor?

The long-lost anger rose in Su Ming's heart, and this time he was really angry.

"It doesn't matter if you are a god or a dragon, spit out your ancestors!"

Su Ming's body was filled with terrifying fairy aura, which was incompatible with Zhou Tian's Confucian aura.

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword magnified a hundred times, he slashed at it!

To swing his sword at Zulong in anger is beyond the imagination of all Confucian scholars.

"He is too weak and cannot be Zulong's opponent."

As he spoke, Yan Hui wanted to go up and stop Su Ming. At least he could fight Zulong a few times. Su Ming's words...

I guess it's only for the vegetables.

Yan Hui had just taken 0.001 steps when he was blocked by a white wall.

"Don't be impatient. He is more suitable than all of us. Besides, I gave him so many treasures, which should be able to hold him back for a while, but it really doesn't work..."

"I will take action on my own."

With the Master's words, peace can be guaranteed, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as soon as Su Ming rushed forward, he was glared at by Zu Long.

"Bold, even in this world, I dare to swing at my ancestor!"

Xuanyuan Sword was shaken by this sharp shout, and the power of the sword was boiling.

He frantically broke away from Su Ming's hand and chopped it into the air at the critical moment.

No matter how Su Ming "swords" him, Xuanyuan Sword does not dare to move...